Chapter 1118: Work for me

Kevin. Mitnick's heart convulsed involuntarily.
He noticed that a special word was used in the other party's words-processing.
He is familiar with this term after spending many years in Los Angeles’ taxi zone, so he understands very well that it’s not a good term—many times, it means turning a living person into a corpse and then throwing it in the sewer or garbage. Boxes or other places are like throwing away certain junk items - although he has never done this before, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the meaning.
"Please..."
He involuntarily uttered a pleading. At this moment, he felt that all his courage had disappeared, and his desire for life exceeded all other thoughts.
This is Mexico City, recognized as a criminal paradise. Every day, people are killed for one reason or another, and the police are almost completely helpless.
He believed that to Eric. Tan’s wealth must mean that he also has tremendous power. In this city, it is a very simple matter for him to disappear silently, and he does not have to bear any consequences for it. The way his "friends" "invited" themselves and their appearance in this room fully illustrates this point.
The young man on the opposite side suddenly smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth-even though the smile looked kind, there was a chill in Kevin's heart. This Eric, could it really be because of that little bit? Do you "handle" yourself out of trivial matters?
Perhaps, it is really possible. I heard that some wealthy people have such a personality. They don't like their dignity being violated even insignificantly.
"It seems that our little friend is scared." He heard Eric turn his face and say to the man who came with him. Even though the man was wearing expensive clothes, Kevin felt the breath from him very clearly. The smell of a beast, this person, is probably the kind of person who can hang out in the "sliding area" alone at night.
"Please..." He pleaded again: "Mr. Eric, I know I was wrong, please let me go, I promise there won't be another time."
The beast-like man said, "But I don’t think it’s enough. Now although he has admitted his mistakes, he has not yet accepted the punishment. This is not good. I have seen many young people like this, and I will not leave them an unforgettable lesson. They will forget their promises as soon as they go out."
"Is that so? Mr. Kevin?" Tan Zhenhua turned to look at Kevin, frowning.
"No, no, sir, I swear with my life that I will never do anything to your "Matrix" laboratory again." Kevin. Mitnick immediately swore and swore that he could be sure that he was telling the truth—compared to what happened today, he felt that even being approached by the FBI was nothing.
Tan Zhenhua nodded, but did not speak any more, but frowned as if thinking about something. The room fell silent for a while, and this made Kevin even more serious. Mitnick's psychological burden, he was a little at a loss, did not dare to stand up, did not dare to speak, for fear that his reckless behavior would once again anger the young Chinese man who now controls his destiny.
After a long time, Tan Zhenhua finally spoke again: "Kevin, you make me very embarrassed." His voice is low and slow, "You are good at hacking technology, and it is very aggressive. The Pentagon, North American Air Defense Command , FBI, Citibank, Pacific Telephone Company, and our "Matrix" laboratory are all targets you have attacked. You should know what our "Matrix" laboratory does, network equipment, computing infrastructure, operating system, These are our most important business areas. Whether you intentionally or unintentionally, your attacks are destroying the reputation of our "Matrix" laboratory, because most of the major US companies currently use products within our technical system. , And this is unacceptable for us and our customers. You are our current and future hidden danger, and the biggest bug in all our products."
"Mr……"
Kevin. Mitnick couldn't help begging again.
Tan Zhenhua waved his hand to stop him, and motioned to let himself continue: "So Kevin, after thinking and thinking, there are only two ways for you. The first one, I will take you back to the United States now. You surrender to the FBI, maybe In prison you will learn how to respect people and companies like me."
You want to hand me over to the FBI? !
Kevin. Mitnick suddenly felt that a glimmer of life was restored-letting himself surrendered, which showed that Eric had not attempted to let his life evaporate, so at least, his life should be saved.
And this also allowed his mentality to recover from the tension and fear just now. He suddenly thought of a question, this Eric, why did he take such a painstaking effort to abduct himself from home and get it Mexico came to say this to himself?
Is it just to warn yourself?
There is no need to do this, right?
As long as the two people who kidnapped him that day bring himself a word, he will obey him, Kevin. Mitnick knew that although he was in the "sliding area" of Los Angeles, he also had some "social people" friends who could be with Eric. Compared with a big man like Tan, he is not even Xiao Xiami. Judging from the ability that the other party can easily find and kidnap him to Mexico, it is easy to kill himself.
So, for what?
Is there anything about yourself that deserves special attention from this "big man"?
unless……
Unless this Eric wants to break into a certain network!
What kind of network would a Huaxia person, a Huaxia person with a net worth of billions, and a Huaxia person who can buy almost everything with money?
my Lord! Is he...
He suddenly raised his head, looked at Tan Zhenhua, and found that the other person showed that iconic smile to himself again.
"Mr. Kevin, it seems you have thought of something." He said: "Although you may not be completely right, but the second choice I give you is..."
Tan Zhenhua paused and stared at Kevin. Mitnick's eyes said, "Work for me."